This is a picture of my roomie's thumb. Last week I was relaxing in the living room waiting for her to make supper so we could go out and get beer when I heard a ruckus coming from the kitchen. I thought she'd seen a mouse but the clammer was shortly followed by a quiet "I think I need to go to the hospital."How did a student doing her masters in public health cut her thumb and require 10 stitches you ask? Well it's simple. She used the giant butcher knife to pry apart frozen hamburger patties.
We took off for the hospital and then had an entertaining four hour wait in emergency. Despite her injuries, Kathryn was cheery enough to strike up conversation with the people around us, boldly asking each of them why were there. We met a guy with a leaking esophagus and within 20 minutes Kathryn had found out where he grew up, what his parents did, how he met his girlfriend, what he took in school, AND how many siblings he had.
The best part is that the doctor on call that night is also in Kathryn's masters program and specializes in injury prevention. She was late to his lecture the previous week. I think this was karma getting back at her.
ps. Today I watched her as she tried to pull the stitches out herself. Apparently it hurt a lot.
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Hello, this is Shannon, Kathryn Proudfoot's big sister. I just wanted to send a little note to ask if you would please kick Kathryn in the pants if she goes at the finger again. I typically employ the use of a large boot to keep her in line, but please use your discretion to determine what footwear you find appropriate. Aside from that, I also wanted to let you know that I find your blog most enjoyable. It helps to me to imagine where Kathryn is now living, so very, very far from us, her most loving family :0).
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